After her meeting with Thor had gone like it had, Sunny had been all the more prepared for someone to enter the library in some unconventional way. What she didn't account for of course was that it was check-in day, and that meant the face that appeared in front of her might be a new one.

Young. Black. Some kind of teleporting ability. American. She couldn't explain exactly what it was about him that made her certain he was American rather than African, but there was a definite difference even if it wasn't immediately quantifiable.

So while she couldn't exactly be cool about it after she'd jumped, she could smile a little and ask, "Tried to make a break for it, huh?"